He is like warm mountains and soft waters

When Ye Zhuo came downstairs, he saw Wei Mingyuan sitting cross-legged on the sofa, eating some fruit, talking to Liu Ma about something.Wei Mingyuan is Wei Lanyi's younger brother.

Quickly scanning downstairs, Wei Mingyuan took a quick glance.Seeing that he didn't see Mu Chi, Ye Zhuo simply picked up the sandwich and walked to Wei Mingyuan.

"Where's Mu Chi?" The words were directed at Liu Ma.

"Mu Chi is in the garden." Liu Ma replied.But the low pressure next to it seems a bit serious.

Ye Zhuo also walked out the door.Leave a sentence, "Mingyuan, I'll go and see him, you can do whatever you want."

As soon as Ye Zhuo went to the garden, he saw Mu Chi.

Mu Chi sat on the swing, his eyes narrowed.There was a slight sway, and in the sunlight, layers of halo spread out.

When Ye Zhuo approached, Mu Chi opened his eyes and squinted slightly against the sunlight.

In an instant, the flowers are in full bloom, vivid and charming.

"Why did you come out? Isn't there a guest?" Mu Chi spoke first.

"There are guests coming, so why did you come here?"

"It depends on whether you are looking for me." Mu Chi jumped off the swing.

Ye Zhuo scratched the bridge of Mu Chi's nose.I am certain that Mu Chi's appearance is just pretending to be calm, and Mu Chi is often more restrained in front of strangers.But he also likes to pretend to be nonchalant, in the eyes of outsiders, he is a bit cold.

Ye Zhuo took his hand and walked into the house. Along the way, he briefly talked about Wei Mingyuan's character and so on.Mu Chi held Ye Zhuo's hand tightly, but didn't speak.In fact, Mu Chi had heard about Wei Mingyuan.

The honorable young master of the Wei family, the stars hold the moon.Seeing the real person now, Mu Chi's hidden embarrassment slightly surfaced again.

Before entering the room, Mu Chi's hand moved restlessly in Ye Zhuo's, until their fingers were entangled and inseparable.

When the two walked into the room, Wei Mingyuan looked at them, really, blinded his eyes.

Wei Mingyuan kept his face straight: "Brother Ye, I won't introduce you."

Ye Zhuo: "Mu Chi."

It's short and powerful.

Mu Chi: "Hello."

Also short and powerful.

Wei Mingyuan was stunned for a moment, and tsk tsk: "That's it, Brother Ye, you are so cold."

Wei Mingyuan felt that Mu Chi was not easy to get along with, but Ye Zhuo refused to ease the atmosphere.

He decided to fend for himself.Wei Mingyuan recalled the gossip he had heard in the entertainment industry, he thought, first find a common topic with Mu Chi.We chatted for a while.

Mu Chi just answered the conversation, instead of continuing the conversation along the topic.

Wei Mingyuan thought, maybe Mu Chi doesn't know as much about gossip in the entertainment industry as he does.Fortunately, Ye Zhuo was finally willing to save the situation.

"Should I go back to my room and read the book? You were so fascinated by it last night that you didn't want to sleep." Ye Zhuo's words were very intimate and easily aroused people's daydreams.

He was so close to Mu Chi, so close that he could clearly see the slight redness on Mu Chi's cheeks, like the first stamens of a peach tree tentatively spit out in spring.

Ye Zhuo gnawed on the stamen with some itch.

There are peach blossoms blooming petal by petal from the branches.

The heat on his face matched the slight discomfort in his heart, and Mu Chi only thought it was a slightly embarrassing feeling.Ye Zhuo watched Mu Chi walking upstairs, turned his head, and met Shang Wei Mingyuan's eyes very seriously.

Ye Zhuo looked back at Wei Mingyuan, frankly.

"Brother Ye, this looks a lot like your first love." Wei Mingyuan moved closer to Ye Zhuo, showing "I understand you".

"You have a good memory, you still remember my first love." Ye Zhuo gave Wei Mingyuan a sideways glance.

"Isn't that, Brother Ye, your first love is so beautiful as a fairy? After a mortal look at it, he must have an unforgettable memory."

"Why do I think she looks pretty average?" Compared with Ye Zhuo's previous girlfriends, Ye Zhuo's first girlfriend, who was originally a middle-aged man, was contrasted with mediocrity.Thinking back now, Ye Zhuo even wondered how he fell in love with that kind of middle-sized and middle-looking person, but it seemed that they broke up for no reason after talking for a long time.

Wei Mingyuan secretly thought badly: "Maybe, I remember wrongly."

"I think you have a pretty good memory."

"Brother Ye, that's all my fault. I accidentally saw your painting." Wei Mingyuan was cautious.

"What painting?" Ye Zhuo raised his tone.

"In your studio."

"There are so many paintings in my studio, which one are you talking about?" Ye Zhuo said coolly.

"..." Wei Mingyuan had an intuition that if he followed this topic further, he might be invited out by Ye Zhuo.He shouldn't have peeked at Ye Zhuo's paintings.

Ye Zhuo was trained by Mrs. Ye from an early age. From musical instruments to ancient chess, from calligraphy and painting to painting, Mrs. Ye asked Ye Zhuo to learn one by one, leaving only female workers.Ye Zhuo also complained that learning these things took him a lot of mischievous time.But after learning for a long time, the whole body will be contaminated with the taste of these pens, inks, papers and inkstones.In terms of elegance, it is something like temperament, which is cultivated since childhood, and always looks more calm and advanced.

In fact, Ye Zhuo knew which painting Wei Mingyuan was talking about.

Among so many paintings in his studio, only that painting has a line of small characters on it.

"Wenshansoftshui is not as good as your eyebrows and eyes."

He had just fallen in love with someone.When he was 20 years old, he had not moved out of Yayun Mansion shortly after returning from abroad.He then sketched the appearance of the person he liked with his youthful lovesickness on the rice paper stroke by stroke.

However, the time he liked was only so short, so short that he had no time to cherish that person in his heart, and he forgot that painting in the mansion.

He suddenly found that he liked that person for so long, so long that that person never left his sight.

Ye Zhuo wanted to laugh, he didn't even understand that the seed he liked was cut off abruptly when it sprouted, but suddenly one day, it grew into a sycamore tree.

He remembered that this seed should be a flower seed.The bud wasn't right, so he pinched it.

It suddenly grew into a sycamore tree.

It was just his own sycamore tree, which grew out of place in his garden, which had always only had flowers.

He didn't want to water the sycamore tree, but he was also a bit reluctant to cut it down.

Wei Mingyuan expressed to Ye Zhuo that he wanted to enter the entertainment industry with a side shot, but after being ruthlessly rejected by Ye Zhuo, he stayed at the villa and refused to leave.

Ye Zhuo sneered, and immediately reported to Mrs. Wei.Mrs. Wei is a vigorous and resolute person.

After a while, a car came in front of the villa.

Two burly men escorted Wei Mingyuan into the car, and drove like lightning, leaving only the exhaust gas to dissipate.

Wei Mingyuan couldn't live safely in the car, so he picked up the phone and made a call.

"Brother Ye, you are so insane, you still play this trick with me, you are not afraid that I will tell Aunt Ye in a blink of an eye, you don't listen to her, you are still with a man..." Wei Mingyuan was originally in a panic He lacked confidence when he was talking, and his good upbringing prevented him from slandering others, not to mention that he had a good impression of Mu Chi.

"What's the matter with the man, you have something to say." Ye Zhuo took the phone away.

"Brother Ye, anyway, you value sex and despise younger brothers. You don't care about my life or death, but you still have to throw me into the wolf pit." Wei Mingyuan wept hoarsely.

Ye Zhuo turned off the phone.Meeting Mu Chi's eyes, Ye Zhuo smiled: "He wants to get involved in the entertainment industry, the Wei family will not agree, this kid just played Hua You's crooked idea."

Mu Chi felt that the scented tea in his hand was getting colder. The entertainment industry is a "mixed" place, and he was just a mixed in the entertainment industry.But he still said calmly, "What if he likes it?"

Ye Zhuo said in a deep voice: "Ming Yuan doesn't like the entertainment circle, he just likes the pretty girls in it."

Mu Chi said coldly: "Mr. Ye is the same?" Mu Chi's tone of questioning was obviously retort, with a touch of gnashing of teeth.

Ye Zhuo had a bad feeling.He took the scented tea from Mu Chi's hand and put it on the tea table, and wrapped Mu Chi in his arms.

Lifting Mu Chi's chin: "There is only one person who can catch my eyes inside and outside the circle."

"This will damage Mr. Ye's reputation for being romantic and affectionate." Mu Chi wanted to break free from Ye Zhuo's arms, but the more he broke free, the tighter Ye Zhuo's imprisonment became.

He is a little unimaginable. "Ye Zhuo, don't you think it's heavy?" Mu Chi couldn't break free.

Ye Zhuo's face turned pale, he would flirt with Mu Chi when he was interested, but he didn't want to keep talking.Since Mu Chi changed the topic by himself, Ye Zhuo didn't need to continue the topic just now.

"It's true that you're a bit too tall, but it's okay, you're so thin, you can still bear it." Ye Zhuo replied seriously.

Mu Chi secretly rolled his eyes, I call this the golden ratio.Facing Ye Zhuo, he still put on a sweet tone: "If I had been willing to exercise more before, I might have surpassed you."

"Then do you want to exercise more now? You can still grow a bit." Ye Zhuo stretched out his hand and gestured as he said.

Mu Chi: "..."

The night was as cold as water, and Mu Chi woke up suddenly after a light sleep.

He dreamed that he was standing on the stage, and many people in the audience shouted his name. He saw the excitement and obsession in the eyes of those people, and he suddenly fell off the stage; There are many well-dressed and successful people at the reception, they obviously appear on the same occasion, but he always feels that he sees indescribable sense of arrogance and superiority on the faces of those people.He wanted to hide alone.

The loneliness and helplessness in these scenes have followed Mu Chi for many years.

He has been struggling with himself, in fact, he has never lacked the courage to break free.

In the middle of the night, the surroundings are quiet, and the silence permeates the bones.

Mu Chi lay on the bed, opened his eyes as hard as he could, and looked at the ceiling until the water in his eyes was hazy, but he still felt sore, the pain spread from the end of his eyes to both sides, and disappeared into the depths of his temple hair.

He gently covered his eyelids with his hands, forcing himself to close them.Take a small breath.